Super God: Melo's Eight Unique Skills Open a Blacksmith Shop

The Dharma embodies the universe, standing tall and upright.

The breeze was indeed gentle, but the energy expenditure under the Stabilizing Bead was too high and the duration was too short.

Otherwise, Erlang could have taken advantage of the terrifying power of the Dharma Form to easily wipe out the hundreds of thousands of Shang Dynasty troops.

Now.

He could only shrink down to deal with it; he didn't have the strength to launch a second attack with the Dharma Body Heaven and Earth.

A scene of two giants, each 20,000 feet tall, fighting each other.

That stunned everyone in the world, even the members of the Super Soldier Corps were dumbfounded, as if they had never seen the world before.

What the heck?

Angels possess such terrifying techniques and methods to grow larger, so why have they never seen them in later generations?

They imagined ancient times to be peaceful and tranquil, so how come it's like gods fighting and destroying the world?

The crucial point is that there is absolutely no record of any future dark dimension data.

"Don't kill him, please!!" The angel, heartbroken and weeping, arrived late, her voice echoing for a few moments.

The senior male angel, Huang Tu, even said he would take her back to the angel civilization, and she felt the warmth of her fellow angels for the first time in a long time.

did not expect.

They had only spent less than two days together when they were separated by death.

The key figure who killed him was also an angel.

The sight was heart-wrenching, and under such indescribable grief, even their awe-inspiring, towering giant fighting style was no longer of concern.

She couldn't figure it out.

Why did the angels 3000 years ago engage in such self-destructive acts that brought joy to their enemies and pain to their loved ones?

The civil war among angels was so horrific!

Erlang, who had shrunk in size, saw Zhixin flying over with wings and didn't hesitate to stab her.

My master taught me this.

In the battle to be enshrined as gods, to kill a warrior is the greatest praise for him, and to hesitate is to desecrate his strength.

Just as Erlang was about to stab him to death, vines suddenly sprouted from the ground and entangled the trident double-edged sword.

With a slight shake, the vine snapped instantly, and he turned to look at Qing Qing who was flying towards him, coldly saying:

"What are you doing? Trying to steal my kill? If you wanted it, you should have said so earlier. Here, take it."

"No! No!" Qingqing waved her hand to explain, then looked seriously at Zhixin, who was extremely sad and crying, and said:

"She doesn't have a net of heaven and earth, so she doesn't seem to be an angel from our Angel Nebula. If you kill her using god-killing methods, she will really die. The Queen said that we should try our best not to harm the innocent."

"So, that means we can't just kill ordinary people indiscriminately either!"

"Many of them have angelic blood, so it's best not to commit too much killing. King Wu said to send Dukao to persuade them to surrender; if they refuse, then we'll fight."

"Tch! As long as the Shang Dynasty can be overthrown as soon as possible, I don't care."

Erlang shrugged, shouldered his sword, and walked away. Qingqing prepared to follow the sorrowful, tearful Zhixin, watching her tall, silver-haired figure from behind, seeing a familiar face from her past world for the first time.

He was emotionally devastated and carried her on his back, desperately needing someone to lean on.

"Is that Qingqing?"

"Ah, do you know me? Where have you heard of my name?" Qingqing was a little surprised. She didn't expect that she had become so famous.

She was just a few hundred years old little angel, and she was a little smug about it. Then she thought about it and realized that she didn't have any outstanding achievements, except for her recent battle against the Shang Dynasty's army that was conquering the Western Zhou Dynasty.

As Qingqing stopped and turned around, she was bumped into by Zhixin and burst into tears, burying her face in Zhixin's neck.

What's wrong? Why are you so sad?

"Waaaaah..."

"Don't cry, don't cry. What's making you sad? Tell me, and I'll see if I can help you."

"Um... Waaah..." Zhi Xin thought to herself that she came from 3000 years in the future.

The past angel civilization was probably not as strong as the future angel civilization! What else can we do?

We can only weep for the angelic civilization that has already perished.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"Waaaaah... Can you please stop killing each other?"

"Oh dear! A beating is a sign of affection, and scolding is a sign of love."

"That's not how it is at all, sob sob sob..." Zhi Xin felt like the angelic civilization of this era had gone mad.

"Okay, okay!"

"With such pure angelic blood, once the War of Gods is over, I'll take you back to the Angel Nebula and won't let you cry!"

"Waaaaah..."

Zhi Xin cried even harder. Her angel nebula was gone; this angel nebula only belonged to her future self.

She will be born in the future.

Must we endure the agony of the Angel Nebula's destruction once again?!

……

clang!

The bells of Merlot rang.

The angels in Heaven all raised their heads, their eyes showing a hint of surprise.

An angelic war god fell and was deified.

Which unlucky guy is it?

This battle for the gods has only been going on for a short time.

Inside the main hall.

A heated argument and laughter ensued.

"Hahaha! Apokolips, aren't you usually pretty arrogant? What's wrong! Is your God of War in such a hurry to get burned by hot tofu?"

"Damn it, which guy is making such a fool of himself?"

"Good heavens, that arrogant bastard Huang Tu, who always acted all high and mighty, kicked the bucket so quickly in the mortal realm."

"Hehehehe! Wait till he comes out of the Investiture of the Gods! I'll make fun of him for the rest of my life."

"Hey! King Kong, why are you turning around and walking out the door? Your good brother Huang Tu is dead, are you planning to go down to the mortal realm to avenge him?"

"roll!"

"You have quite a temper. Don't think that just because you have that Heavenly 36 Star Array, everyone is afraid of you. You're only good because you have a lot of people and can exert abilities far exceeding those of top-tier war gods. We have so many war gods here."

"They have many powerful war gods on Apokolips, so why are you giving them advice? They might hold a grudge and gang up on you!"

After a while.

The once quiet hall erupted in activity once more.

"No way? King Kong actually went down there?"

"And his 36 guards."

"They're going to go all out right from the start, how are we supposed to compete?"

"His fate will kill several war gods... no, which incredibly powerful guy managed to kill Huang Tu so quickly?"

"The Heavenly Net has blocked all news from the lower Earth. Why don't any of you sneak down and take a look?"

"Damn it! Don't try to trick me. In this era of the Investiture of the Gods, once you go down, you can forget about coming back up."

"Now that you're in charge, you'll have to step down whether you like it or not."

……

The blacksmith's shop, fragrant with lotus blossoms.

Ding!Ding!Ding!

[Divine Refinement Cultivation Points +1 +1...]

【Divine Refinement: 68 levels (296345781/800000000)】

These numbers are unlikely to change for more than a few hundred years.

Ji Qi rhythmically hammered the iron.

He sniffed.

A purifying aura permeated the blacksmith's shop, the kind of aura that rises from the mud unsullied.

All that could be seen was the front yard.

Hexi was squatting in the pure white lotus flower, her jade-like hands kneading a fleshy ball into a strange shape.

Words like "worse than pigs and dogs" are insufficient to describe the horrific state; it resembled some kind of unidentified creature resembling a mosaic.

Unable to bear it any longer, Ji Qi said speechlessly:

"Hey Pipi Xi, you've raised this little meatball for so long, and you're just going to treat it like this?"

"Do you think I want this? I don't want to mold it into a human shape. That's what I think, and that's what I do. Do you understand?"

"What a talent you are! You're such a genius! You're really doing a disservice by giving this pristine white lotus flower to me."

"Hmph! Then you try it, talk, talk, I don't believe you can pinch people better than me."

"hehe!"

"I could leave a dog there and it would be better than the Pipi Xi you made."

"Then I'll leave you here!"

"You're asking for it! I'll get Little Milksha to beat you up!"